Zoo... Yes, I agree that impatience wouldn't serve either of us very well right now.
Well, the only amusement you get out of the Bob Barker routine is the fact that the spouses DO suspect drugs or alcohol... or just plain old-fashioned insanity.
Sort of fun in the midst of all the seriousness.
On a serious note, we all know how just one person can bring us down--so the converse must be true too. If it takes acting like Bob to get my family out of the "mope mode", I'm all for it until we all act like one unit again.
You can't be Bob all the time, either. I have to use some discretion on when he needs to pop in for a visit. Not as often as you all here would think.
Pam, there is no "bad" way to eat a mint girl scout cookie. They even have the Dreyer's ice cream, which is fantastic. D6 loves ALL cookies, and it took me the entire night to keep her from opening up the boxes. It wasn't enough that she ate half a box of mints and then dug into D9's box of samoas... the girl has a sweet tooth that can put mine to shame!
I delivered the cookies to my colleagues--half of which are on Atkins and started the groaning and crying. I finally had to get firm and tell them to stifle the complaints and put them in the freezer for another day.
Don't shoot the messenger, especially when they asked to order the damn cookies to begin with!
Somehow, I sense no more Atkins next week...
TTFN
p.s. Linda, thanks for the chat last night!
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
